Turkey Trouble

So I think I'm in trouble. The older our turkeys get the more I am in love with them. It wasn't suppose to be that way. They don't even have names...just a freeze by date.

First of all, I love their bright blue eyes and they way they slowly walk up to greet me. If I startle them, they let out a sound equivalent to a seal bark. They love to check out anything new and the only ones probably more in love with them than I am is our guineas. I thought it would be smart to brooder them together as their feed needs were the same and I know the active guineas would make the turkeys more active however I never anticipated the bond they would have. They go EVERYWHERE together, sleep together, eat together. Only problem with this is that we plan to keep the guineas and well, we plan to eat the turkeys.

Sounds like a simple solution. Just keep the turkeys right? Well, I can't. Originally I wanted heritage turkeys but thought it was best to start out with Broad Breasted Whites for experience. After all, they are the poster animal for lots of white meat and commercial preparation and we do want them for food afterall. The thing with these kind of turkeys is that they aren't made to live long lives or even a quality one at that. The longer I keep them the more likely they are to die of a heart attack or break a leg. Eventually, and by eventually I mean pretty darn soon, we will have to butcher them and be grateful for the food they provide. Our guineas will move on.

One thing I know for sure is